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vamanos 
G5 outta state, order Henny, by the case 
New jewels, on the tray, hard rocks, no cafe
Winning yeah that's everyday, games what? we don't play,

it again. It jus wasnt meant to be.
Uh Yeah. Yo Golden Child I owe you big time for this joint yo
Pass my words, people feel me 

I sit up nights let

Times is rough, living legal just ain’t enough
Standing waiting to jump in the game like double Dutch
Or praying that this fucking lane will open up

my shoes
So I just let the game speak
I'm burning up these licks
I might just let the flame speak
I'm motivated by getting
Where they think they cant

Niggas know the drill like I filled in a tooth

I'm a do it big like an XL
So far ahead cuz I excel
Holding your breath you can exhale
Cuz my ship came in,

The SRT fast how we spin on yo block
I said I'm the shit lil bitch
Big ass stones on my fist, big ass stones on my wrist
These niggas hating it don't even

slow nigga, move on your own
Unless you got a real-ass team
Stay on your P's and your Q's
Niggas sheisty lil bro nothing new
I get lonely, pour another

I'm just practicing but
I'm hella accurate from the back of the Acura
Attacking ya nex like I'm Dracula
Then spit it back at ya
Wrapped in a plastic

Balance

Maximillian Colby

Discography

2002

scene:

One small young man standing by the rail,
And in the lane itself, parked straight across
As if it could stop anything, a large young
Man upon

bussing
And then I'll take your hoe cause she rather be with me I can tell by the way she looking and blushing
So much damn ass like she sat on a pumpkin
It

screaming distraught from the feeling 
(Distraught from the feeling)

Give tanks For more life 
but they're trying to take yours with straps or knives
big

On Me

SOB X RBE

Gangin

2018

this drakey
It's real nigga, yeah these streets real
Thinkin' it's a game, 'til yo' ass get killed
Only fuck with real, fake niggas I can't feel

Rewound then we hit em with the underground 808 style sound
We ain't playing games my brother this ain't monopoly God ain't come to mess around

I was broke

melodrama, habitual lies your honor
How can I change, shit I'll charge it to the game

And I'm looking forward to being the greatest to attain
All the diamonds

She wanna pull up I told her no question
I'm with the gang girl so pull with your best friends
She got brains imma teach this girl a lesson
We got

your heads
I'm high-flying, without me your dead
Well I'm not dying
How do I write these bars?
It feels like I'm not trying
Well I am trying
My best
You

bundle outside in the rain

Had to get it from my big homie, suckin' up the game
You had to pick yourself up and suck in all the pain
I coulda died hella

"ROCKSTAR LIFE"
"What did you say your name was?"
Whaaaaaa
Hahahaaa
(Damn Twon this is Crazy)
Yeahhh
Showtimee!
What's up with it? (Yeahh)
Shii I'm

to find another me, so feel lucky you can listen for free
I'm sitting in all white seats, it's so bright like the whole thing bleached
I'm off the ground by

a row, public garden
OCD acting up, it's nice to put things in little rows
I'll slap your shit out so call me Big Willy bro
Othering the wellspring

after she taste liquor
I do this rapping you just talking out your place nigga
Don't speak your peace fuck your truce spit in your face nigga
I'm counting

day by day
And you know I'm here to stake my claim
And after that I'm finna BREAK the game
I ain't taking names because I really couldn't care less who

Don't make me pull up on the squad smoking dead opps
Nigga try the gang leave you running like you
My nigga jj he a demon with this big chop
You

don't want to see your fam Hurtin
Real shit you know ima get my earning, once Im able open this big ass curtain
I know Links music stay earnin even if it